Page 685 of Rock Me All Night
Rock Me in Paradise
Tom and Willow’s Wedding
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Miles shootsme one of those sly smiles. "Not sure how you managed it, Sticks, but it looks like it's really happening."
Meg nudges him. Her expression is more sincere. "You seem happy. We're happy for you."
"He still has twelve hours to fuck it up." Miles winks at me. "I have faith in you."
"You're terrible," she mumbles.
"Mhmmm." He slides his hands to her ass and pulls her into a deep kiss.
Don't fucking need to see that.
"Thanks for the advice." All these years and I'm still not sure if Miles is saying he's got faith in me to fuck it up or faith in me to make it happen.
Iknowhe's happy for us. Even if—
No, he is.
He and Meg nod goodbye and take their leave. The door slams shut behind them.
It's just me and Willow in Drew and Kara's hotel room.
Kara has her arms around Drew's waist. She's staring at him like she's desperate to rip his clothes off.
Scratch that. There's no fuckinglike.
She is desperate to rip his clothes off.
She turns to us and forces a smile. Any other night, Kara would tell me to fuck off. She's not shy about that. She's certainly not shy about demanding alone time with her favorite brooding guitarist.
But tonight is the night before our wedding.
Everybody is doing everything we want.
Drew leans down to whisper in her ear.
She lets out a needy sigh.
Willow steps out of the bathroom. Her eyes go straight to her brother. She scrunches her noseew, I don't need to see my brother making out. "You know we're about to leave."
"Yeah." Drew pulls away from Kara. "You had something to ask Willow. About your dress. Right?"
She catches on fast. "Yeah." Kara grabs her purse and slings it over her shoulder. She motions to Willow then to the door. "How about I walk you back to your hotel room."
Willow shoots me a sly look.You buying this?
Hell no. But she should pretend. This must be important if Drew is making a point of talking to me alone. We don't exactly have an easy relationship. "I'll meet you in the room, kid."
"Okay." Willow grabs her hoodie off the back of the couch and slides it on. She runs her fingers through her short, pink-tipped hair. "Let's go."
"I'll be back soon, baby." Kara plants a goodbye kiss on Drew's lips then the ladies take their leave.
This is the main room of a suite. It's decked in tropical colors and floral print. It doesn't suit Drew. At all.
